Love is in the air ...

I started thinking about what I'd written in my very first post ... about lately seeing people differently somehow; perceiving them as wonderful, interesting beings. The more I thought about it, the more I realize that it has to do with the state I'M in while I'm looking at them. I'm in love. With a capital L ... Love. I don't believe that I have ever TRULY been in love in the way in which I presently find myself in love. In the past it's been being in love with love and now, something is different. I am seeing my love (Joe, by name) as a whole person. I'm not seeing him as someone I can control or who controls me or someone to whom I am attaching myself so as not to be alone. He is infinitely fascinating to me ... occasionally trying ... periodically challenging and yet, he's my love. He's the one I want to be with at the end of the day. Well, OK, he and my cats, and his two amazing kids.

Those of you who know me know that my road to love has been rocky at best. I suppose it is for all of us, really. So this is a new state for me and I am "in process." I don't think I realized it consciously, until now, that loving is a process ... and what a wonderful thing that is. It is in motion, not static. And there's something constant about it, too, even as it is in motion. So my having Joe in my life is creating a wonderful energy for and around me that is then reflected outward towards everything I see and to those with whom I come in contact.

Ok, so you all, out there in cyber-space, have probably already figured this out eons ago. What can I say, I'm a late bloomer!

The other thing that has grown into a (near) obsession for me lately is knitting. What's not to love?! Great designs, great fiber, something fun to do on the train to work every day, new projects to look forward to, new gifts to make (for myself and others). Something rather mystical ... an ancient art that is also very new and fresh with each new pattern or each person who tries it.

These are the thoughts that are ambling through my brain as I sit at my desk, watching umbrella tops go by my office window. It's OK, I'm eating my lunch now so I figure I'm allowed to write a little and then it's back to work.